I felt a tugging on my jeans even as someone was giving me a hickey on my hip. Suddenly the jeans where gone, pooling around my ankles and there where...instantly lips and fingers and tongues all over me. My thighs where pulled apart and a mouth encircled my clit and began to suck gently. Fireworks exploded behind my eyes at each little flick of tongue on my nub and in seconds I was cumming, bucking against the one giving me so much pleasure and pleading for more.As my orgasm subsided the arms. "Alright," Dana said. "Stand up." I did and Dana stood as well. She walked around the desk and started to examine me as if I was a prize dog. She told me to spin around and I did, feeling ridiculous."Take off your shirt," she said. I stammered in response and froze up."My shirt?" Ninety percent of this job is looking good, Ben. I need to make sure your body is up to par." She looked at me expectantly and I fidgeted, locked in anxiety. "For crying out loud, Ben. It's just a shirt. Tell you what. More

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